Defeat in one move!

The monks either mocked or sighed secretly, but for some reason, Su Qiqi heard Lin Yi's words, but she didn't have any doubts, and she felt more and more unable to understand Lin Yi. ()

Su Qiqi felt that Lin Yi's body seemed to be shrouded in a veil of mystery, the formation was everyone, he could refine his heart through the seventh layer of murderous qi, and he could control the ethereal vitality, all of which were a little strange, not like what a fifth-layer condensing qi cultivator could have.

"Alas, Senior Brother Mu is a little bit unbelievable, everyone is a fifth-layer condensation, how can it be possible to defeat Senior Brother Ma with one move. ”

"Yes, maybe he was carried away by the joy of the introductory trial, so it would be better for him to suffer a little, so as not to be so conceited, and he would have to make a big mistake in the future. ”

"And it seems that Senior Brother Mu means that he doesn't care about Senior Brother Ma's eighth-layer condensation cultivation at all, isn't it crazy. ”

Lin Yi heard the discussion of the monks, but his expression was calm, and he just looked at Ma Quan quietly.

Ma Quan was stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed, as if he had never heard such a funny thing.

Ma Quan squinted his eyes, a hint of mockery flashed in them, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Mu, I didn't hear what you said clearly just now, can I trouble you to say it again, huh?"

Ma Quan's words carried obvious mockery, and the monks couldn't help but chuckle a few times when they heard this.

Lin Yi shook his head and sneered: "There is so much nonsense, let's float the empty stone." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Yi found a floating stone in the corner and climbed on it, his body was ordinary, and he looked extremely ordinary.

Ma Quan was not far behind, he snorted lightly, his figure flickered, and he took a few steps in the air, and then boarded the floating stone, but this light skill was far better than Lin Yi.

The monks praised secretly.

"Senior Brother Ma's 'Ladder to the Heavens' has entered the Transformation Realm, and there are few Qi Condensing Cultivators who use it better than him. ”

"Yes, not to mention the combat effectiveness, there is too much difference in this body, and I don't know what Senior Brother Mu is doing. ”

"Once you climb the floating stone, Senior Brother Mu has no way to retreat, alas, it seems that there is no suspense in this battle. ”

Mingkong frowned, walked up to Su Qiqi, and asked, "Sister, is this person not very good at braining?" He dared to go up and fight Ma Quan, I didn't have anything to say, but it was a bit far-fetched to say that people were chickens and dogs, and they were defeated by another move. In the final analysis, he is only the fifth layer of condensation, and Ma Quan is the eighth layer of condensation, so he has no chance of winning. ”

Su Qiqi didn't explain much, shook his head and said, "Not necessarily." ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Mingkong's eyes, she knew that her sister's vision would not be bad, if her sister thought that Mu Qing could win, then she would never be wrong.

"Could it be that this Mu Qing really has some ability, and I have also looked away?" Mingkong lowered his head and thought.

On the floating stone, Lin Yi and Ma Quan were far away from each other, but they were only about ten meters.

Lin Yi is dressed in white like snow, with his hands on his back, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes are calm, his breath is calm, and from a distance, he does have the demeanor of a generation of grandmasters.

When Ma Quan saw Lin Yi's appearance, he was angry, his eyes rolled, and he smiled at Lin Yi with bad intentions.

"Senior Brother Mu, why don't we also gamble on a game?"

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and said softly, "What are you betting on?"

The corners of Ma Quan's mouth rose slightly, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Elder Tang wants you to have an arm, why don't I bet on you with an arm, if you lose and cut off your arm, how about it?"

One of the monks stared intently at the floating stone and whispered, "If this Mu Qing wasn't a fool, he wouldn't have agreed. ”

The monk next to him responded: "Yes, the situation is already a steady loss, if you add an arm, there is really no room to turn over." ”

Lin Yi didn't hear everyone's discussions, just shook his head and chuckled, and sighed: "Everyone wants my Mu Qing's arm, but no one succeeds, and you are no exception." ”

"Let's just say if you dare to bet!" Ma Quan shouted.

"Why don't you dare, if you lose, what should you do?" Lin Yi asked lightly.

Ma Quan looked up to the sky and laughed, pointed at Lin Yi and said loudly: "I will lose, if I lose, I will give you my life! ”

Lin Yi's eyes froze, like a sharp sword, he 'shot' at Ma Quan's face, and said in a deep voice: "You have played." ”

"Try it to find out!"

Ma Quan roared, and the aura of the fifth layer of condensing qi exploded, and his hands instantly punched out seven punches in the void, the fist wind was cold, and the fist shadow was heavy. The seven fist shadows instantly condensed into a big fist in the air, and their strength skyrocketed, directly hitting Lin Yi's face.

"Oh my God, it's a high-level spell, Nine Fists!"

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Ma to practice the 'Nine Feather Fist' to the seventh layer, and hit the Seven Feather Fist Shadow, the seven fists are one, and the power is doubled!"

"I'm afraid that this move can't be followed without the peak of the sixth layer of condensation, and I don't know what kind of technique Senior Brother Mu uses to fight against it. ”

Most of the onlookers were outer disciples, and when they saw someone who could hit the high-level spell 'Nine Feather Fist' with a sevenfold effect, they couldn't help but admire, and many people were worried about Lin Yi.

Even Mingkong's face was a little dignified, only Su Qiqi's expression remained unchanged, quietly watching Lin Yi's movements, she knew that Lin Yi must have the means to deal with this seemingly passive situation.

Lin Yi's face was calm, and he stretched out a palm from behind his back, and a wisp of blue sword qi suddenly appeared in his palm, and the sword qi surrounded his fingers, and he was extremely agile.

One of the monks frowned and said, "This is ...... Transfiguration?What's the matter with the blue-colored sword qi, the mutated transfiguration technique?"

"It should be the Transfiguration Technique, this entry-level spell is very familiar to us, we can't be wrong, is this person going to use the Transfiguration Technique to fight against the high-level spell?"

"This blue 'color' sword qi is indeed more powerful, but if you use the transformation technique to fight the enemy, I'm afraid it's too far behind, let alone defeat it with one move, it's good to be able to resist the 'Nine Fists'. ”

"I've heard the sect master explain that there is a subtle way in the transformation technique, could it be that Senior Brother Fei Mu has comprehended this way?"

"Impossible!" a monk said categorically: "Most of the monks in the sect have not been able to comprehend the Dao method, even if some monks have gained, but the effect is not very obvious, if you want to use this transformation technique to fight against the 'Nine Feather Fist', it is simply a mantis arm blocking the car, a fool's dream!"

A monk who had not comprehended the subtle way could not feel the subtle mutation of the sword qi in Lin Yi's palm at all, and the trembling that faintly resonated with the fluctuations of the Great Dao.

Mingkong's eyes widened, an incredible "color" flashed in his eyes, and he said suspiciously: "Sister, there seem to be traces of subtlety in his transformation technique, and it is very strong!"

Su Qiqi's eyes also showed a trace of shock, his eyebrows were solemn, and he nodded: "This is no longer in the category of spells, and it faintly touched the existence of 'Dao'." I'm afraid that one move is more conservative, if Mu Qing does it with all his might, Ma Quan can't even stop half a move!"

At this moment, the blue 'colored' sword qi that surrounded Lin Yi's fingers returned to his fingertips.

With a flick of his fingers, Lin Yi's sword qi flashed, and he met the big fist conjured up by the sevenfold fist shadow.